With his hands above his head on the smooth stone window frame, his coatsleeves fell down to reveal the front part of the figure wrapped around each forearm: a golden-maned, serpentine creature with eyes like the sun, scaled in scarlet and gold, each foot tipped with five golden claws.

Then would mountain, gods, and goddesses dissolve, -- as in fact they did dissolve ages ago before the eyes of millions who had thought them real, -- and in their places perhaps would come a procession of golden-maned lions, at the description of which would Madge take pretended fright.